I'm bleeding out
what is love? is love really that warm? what does real love feel like? each time I ask this question, my loneliness grows. but I wish love really is the answer,because I'm willing to sacrifice anything just to feel it
what is love? is love really that warm? what does real love feel like? each time I ask this question, my loneliness grows. but I wish love really is the answer,because I'm willing to sacrifice anything just to feel it